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I'm Done With Your Bullshit

  • burnettefi
  • Mar 29, 2022
  • 1 min read

I choose not to cry over you anymore,

cause I know you're not crying over me.

I choose to let the door hit you

on the way out.

I choose to not let you keep controlling me.

I'm done with you.

I'm done taking the highroad.

I'm done with your bullshit.


 
 
 

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